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Today, I will speak of fire.

Now it burns jointly or equally alike in all the qualities of the kindled fire, and the fire burns forth from the qualities; for all qualities burn and that fire is one fire, and not many several fires.

And that fire is of many shades, sometimes red, orange, green, blue, sometimes a white colourless flame. And so the fire has many properties and yet exists in plural and one.

Thus, it generates always from eternity to eternity, changing, burning, destroying, creating...

Out of all must fire be at the heart of it - fire kindled in a creature, a being, in which contained in it both the fountain and the candle, reciprocally moving and making it live, yes, all things living thus are formed and created out of this fire.

The fire burns, or it glows only, even as visible as it is, it does not hurt, but leave a sweet aroma, rising towards the whole body, refreshing it as it engulfs it.

The fire extinguishes; leaving HEAT, pain, disintegrating the properties of the whole body, and disappearing almost without a trace except its ashes. And sometimes, the warmth of that burning lingers, as if to remind us of its former glory - now, cold, with nothing else left to burn.

That said, fire burns without respect, it burns when it must.
Fire is life itself, even if it signals death.
And yet, the cycle must repeat, as a new fire begins; as a fire finds a new place and time to burn.

And that is the manner in which we should relate fire to Différance.

Observe a fire, and you stare at life, death and most of all, Différance.

Différance is Fire.